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Aug 2016
She is crying on my shoulders,
Its forgotten who is the elder one;
My big sister has let another guy into her head
I have never been the luckier one;
He let himself in and  now he is running faster than he can;
I have a head too but hard as I try I  can't  never let anyone in  
I want to get my heart broken and I too want  to cry  a river over someone
But my heart is tightly closed like a box that can never open , I guess I would never find the lucky one !!!
Until then u can decide which sister is the lucky one
Vani j
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Vani j
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